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Alfred Lord Tennyson - The Princess: A Medley: As thro` the land
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As thro` the land at eve we went,
        And pluck`d the ripen`d ears,
We fell out, my wife and I,
O we fell out I know not why,
        And kiss`d again with tears.
And blessings on the falling out
        That all the more endears,
When we fall out with those we love
        And kiss again with tears!
For when we came where lies the child
       We lost in other years,
There above the little grave,
O there above the little grave,
       We kiss`d again with tears.
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